We’re reading books. We’re playing games. We’re playing ball. Nicholas has made up games – like the current one we’re playing where he sticks out his pointer finger, makes a “psst” sound and we fall over like he’s gotten us with his spider web. Then he comes and kisses our boo-boo so we can get up and he can do it all over again. As his train passes the station, he’s moving the crossing sign (I have no idea what it’s called) and making bell sounds. His playing is different again – he’s hit a higher level.

He is actually getting the concept behind steering the wheel of his Lightning McQueen car instead of just going forward and backward.

He’s playing one-potato-two-potato – and he’s initiating the games.

He’s coloring beautifully and attempting to draw pictures. He’s drawn several smiley faces – and even put the smoke stack on my train before I had the chance to.

He’s looking through toy catalogs searching for that perfect toy to ask Santa for.

He’s leading all of the kids off of the school bus in the morning without any prompts or direction.

If I had thought about him doing these things 2 or 3 months ago, they would have been dreams of the future…. the distant future. It’s amazing to me how much can change with just a few months time – and the right interventions. I’m kicking myself for not chelating sooner (I wanted to do it a year ago, but didn’t)

He’s a bit yeasty since our nizoral ran out and I’m working on it with naturals for the moment (not winning) – but everything is there and underneath that yeast. We can see it now where we could not before.

How could I not start getting excited every Wednesday knowing Friday (and another round of chelation) are right around the corner? It’s impossible. Seriously – I never remember anticipating anything so much in my life. The gifts we’ve been receiving from chelation are far more precious than anything I could ever ask for or dream of. Since we started this journey, I’ve made the statement, “this has changed our lives” on only a couple of occasions. One, when I realized that after just giving Nicholas the CLO and Vitamin E which started his babbling/talking and I then knew there was something to biomed. Two, after doing hbot for that first month, I said that hbot had changed our lives. Well, now I am saying it for a 3rd time, This is changing our lives. My son is getting better.. he will recover… every round, every day… it’s obvious… he will recover.

…I wanted to believe for so long that this day would come… eventually. That Nicholas and I would sit up in his bed under the covers and read bedtime stories. But that never happened – Nicholas never cared about books. He never cared about being read to. He never sat still long enough to care or to know that if he was just patient that he might actually enjoy hearing a story. Well, tonight, we read three books. Three. Not one, but three. And yes, it’s 1 o’clock in the morning and I just spent over an hour reading a “quick” bedtime story, but really – who cares what time it is!

So, we read two books with bear stories and curious george’s halloween.